Chapter Forty-Eight: The Big Man Who Is Going to Be Overturned by the Yellow Turban? Wuhuan joins forces

If Liu Bei is panicked,

so

The other families who got the news had a somewhat complicated mood.

Glad?

Not really!

The greater the power of Qin Feng's anti-thief, the more they will live in the future.

Saddened?

Not so much!

They didn't have much to do with the Wuhuan tribe that drank blood.

even

Sometimes when they meet these Wuhuan cavalry, they still need to pay money to save their lives.

therefore

If they can strike a blow at these Wuhuan cavalry, they will be happy to see it.

But for them,

The best result was to defeat both Qin Feng's anti-thieves and the Wuhuan cavalry.

In that case,

I can't say that Dahan has a chance to eliminate these two guys together.

But

A dream is called a dream because it is basically not going to come true.

Not to mention the Han court, they are all going to be wiped out by the yellow turbans now.

Just when the conflict was about to break out on the border of Youzhou, the Jizhou Yellow Turban suddenly launched a Jedi counterattack.

The Quyang Yellow Turbans led by Zhang Bao marched out of the city, and actually scattered the five colonels of the Northern Army led by Dong Zhuo on the frontal battlefield.

The news came out,

Not only were the court ministers in Luoyang stunned, but even Qin Feng was a little surprised.

What's going on?

Why is the result of the Han Dynasty this time a little different from the one in history?

Although Dong Zhuo has not made much progress in history, he has not been defeated by the Yellow Turban.

Did they hide or modify the results, or did his little butterfly flap its wings?

Qin Feng was only surprised and puzzled here, but the Spirit Emperor of Luoyang was a little angry.

"What?"

"Although Lu Zhi didn't have any results when he was there, he forced the yellow scarf to not dare to move."

"But what about you Dong Zhuo?"

"A small battle in three days, a big battle in five days, and a defeat in a battle!"

"That's it."

"But now?"

"You're still being chased away by a yellow scarf?"

"Shame on you!"

"At your level, you also have the face to steal the credit?"

"Grab you MLGB!"

The embarrassed and angry Spirit Emperor slapped the table directly at the court meeting this time.

"Change!"

"It must be changed!"

"Go and invite Master Lu to me, and let him hurry up and take over the Fifth School of the Northern Army!"

Regarding the sudden appointment, Old Man Lu naturally knew what was going on.

Although he was unhappy, he still honestly went to clean up the mess for Dong Zhuo.

No way!

This is the helplessness and sorrow of being a loyal minister but not meeting Mingjun.

As for Dong Zhuo?

Although he was not killed on the spot, he was also beaten to the end by the Spirit Emperor.

This time it's even more serious in history.

Other than that

Perhaps stimulated by the Jizhou Yellow Turban, the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou and Runan have also become fierce and abnormal.

So much so that Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun were a little difficult to parry, so they could only focus on defense.

Although Cao Cao, Sun Jian and others also supported the past as in history.

But it didn't help!

Other words

Under the instigation of the wings of this little butterfly of Qin Feng, the direction of the entire late Han Dynasty has become different.

For this,

Qin Feng, who finished sorting out the news, was a little speechless, but he was full of expectations.

He wondered how the Great Han would deal with the increasingly ferocious Yellow Turban.

And...... The Liangzhou Qianghu Rebellion that was about to break out at the end of the year.

Of course!

Expectation is expectation.

But Qin Feng's attention did not continue to be on the territory of the Great Han.

Because

After half a month of waiting, the Wuhuan cavalry finally met in Yuyang.

………………

Zhuo County, Youzhou,

Zhuoxian,

The county watchman's house.

In the huge conference room, there were so many generals sitting scattered.

The face is not very good-looking.

"Lord, don't do it!"

Yue Fei, who was the commander of the First Legion, would be anxiously persuading:

"You are a golden body, you should sit in the rear, just wait for me on the front line!"

"Yes, my lord!"

finally knew what it meant to be in power, Guan Yu, who would also echo on the side:

"On the battlefield, there are no eyes for knives and guns, what if they hurt you?"

"This, that......"

Zhang Fei, who knew Qin Feng's strength well, felt that the second brother and the army commander were making a fuss. But after holding it for a long time, I still held it back.

"I'm the same as my second brother!"

“……”

Qin Feng, who was just talking casually, almost didn't hold back his laughter.

fortunately

After half a day of brewing, Qin Feng tried his best to pretend to be unwilling.

"Forget it, forget it......"

"Since you all say so, then Ben will be waiting for you here to triumph!"

"The lord is wise~!"

When Yue Fei, Guan, Zhang and the others heard this, they all stood up and saluted Qin Feng.

Although Qin Feng came to the front line in person, it would greatly boost morale.

But do they need it?

The Wuhuan alien race is not a strong opponent in the first place, and it is not difficult to take them down at all.

But there are no eyes on the battlefield.

If their own lord is hurt in some way, then how should they, who should be subordinates, deal with themselves?

Death to apologize?

therefore

If possible, they did not want their lords to lead their armies to conquer in person.

But what they don't know is that

Don't look at Qin Feng's fierce screaming before, he actually didn't want to go at all in his heart.

How can it be fun to fight and kill at home?

But if he doesn't do this, he always feels a little uncomfortable.

So

At today's meeting before the expedition, he made a posture of advancing and retreating with the soldiers.

Fortunately,

Whether it was Yue Fei or Guan or Zhang, they did not approve of him going to the front line in person.

Yang Yanqi on the side was obviously a little disappointed.

After all

If Qin Feng came to the front line in person, she, the commander of the personal guard, would definitely have to follow.

It's good now?

Since Qin Feng didn't go, it was even more impossible for her, the commander of the personal guards, to go.

"You~!"

After the meeting ended, Qin Feng looked at Yang Yanqi's sullen appearance, and said with some amusement:

"Xiuning is dying of busyness these days, and you don't know how to help her."

"How can I help?"

Hearing this, Yang Yanqi raised his head and glanced at Qin Feng angrily.

"The concubine can only fight and train soldiers, and you don't let Sister Xiuning train in the army."

"Who said I wouldn't let it?"

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and put the freshly written rice paper in his hand aside.

"After the First Army departs, you will help Xiuning recruit troops equally in Liaodong, Liaoxi, and Youbei."

"Recruitment?"

Yang Yanqi's eyes lit up, and she just wanted to say something, but she frowned again:

"Lord, there aren't many people in Liaodong, why don't you recruit troops in Yuyang, Shanggu and other counties?"

"You know what?"

Qin Feng pursed his lips, and said in his heart that if it weren't for Zhao Yun, I would still need to recruit troops?

But this is obviously not suitable for others.

therefore

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Feng said with a slight unconfidence in his tone:

"Shanggu and Yuyang County are both the main battlefields, where to recruit troops?"

"It's also ~!"

Yang Yanqi nodded with relief, but didn't think much about it.

As long as Qin Feng asked her to recruit and train troops, she was already satisfied.

It's suffocating her these days.

At first glance,

She didn't even want to wait for a moment, so she said hello and ran to find Li Xiuning.

"This girl~!"

Seeing Yang Yanqi's back as he left, Qin Feng shook his head amusedly.

Sometimes he can't figure it out.

Other women are either showing off their popularity at home, or learning some poetry and songs.

Why are these two different from each other?

A person who ponders the strategy of marching and fighting all day long, and a person who carries a silver spear to fight all over the invincible guards of his own guards?

"Lord~!"

Just when Qin Feng was thinking a little divergently, a personal guard ran in quickly.

"Lord Qiqi, Liu Taishou is here, and he brought a middle-aged man with him."